The Tempting Road to Becoming an Official

Chapter 617


Next.

The screen behind them flickered.

The second image appeared on the screen.

It was the second page of the erotic paintings.

The image depicted a man and a woman.

The woman was standing, while the man was half-kneeling in front of her, one hand lifting her skirt, and the other reaching under it.

The person in the white mask said, "This image, we've named 'Exploring the Depths,' which talks about the male's exploration of the female body."

As soon as the words were said.

The two dancers stood up.

The one on the left stood as the figure in the painting.

The one on the right half-knelt down.

She directly pulled down the panties of the standing dancer.

In this way, the mysterious land of the dancer on the left was exposed before everyone.

Such a scene.

Those present weren't strangers to it.

However, this kind of "educational entertainment" with commentary was something no one had experienced before, so when the lower body of the dancer on the left was revealed, it was evident that some people's breathing became rapid.

Then the kneeling dancer.

Extended a hand between the standing dancer's legs.

Her slender fingers slowly roamed along the edge of the petals.

Moving to the very center of Lian Xin, with a squelch, the middle finger penetrated.

The standing dancer's facial expression became intricate for a moment, her eyes closing slightly, enjoying the pleasure the finger brought.

As the fingertip danced.

Under the lights, the audience could also see some "dewdrops" being secreted, sparkling with an eye-catching glow.

Before they had their fill.

The image flickered.

The third page of the painting appeared.

A man and a woman maintained the most conventional man-on-top position, doing unspeakable things.

The man in the white mask said, "For the third painting, we've named it 'Gradual Progression.' Why this name? Because most people here start with this position when they have sexual intercourse. My dear guests, I'm not wrong, am I?"

The people below let out a burst of hearty laughter.

In the midst of the laughter.

Another dancer stripped off her panties.

Thus, both dancers' lower halves were now bare.

Next.

The two returned to the bedstead.

One woman lay down.

The other opened her legs and pressed down on top of her.

Since they were both women, there was no scene of them joining, but watching the friction of the two butterflies against one another also made the crowd feel a surge of excitement.

The fourth image appeared just in time.

In the image, the man was lying down, with the woman sitting on top.

White Mask said, "The fourth page of the erotic paintings is called 'Guanyin Sitting Lotus.' I believe this position is a favorite among the guests, as in this position, we men are the ones enjoying ..."

"Hahaha ..."

Laughter erupted again.

On the bedstead.

One woman lied down, while another spread her legs and sat on top.

Just like before, it was still a "fight" between the two butterflies, and the audience watched with great interest.

Next.

The fifth page image appeared.

In the picture, the woman was leaning against a rockery, her trousers pulled down to her ankles, while the man stood behind, embracing her body, silently making efforts.

"I believe this painting is also a position many of you use often. We've named it 'Old Man Pushing the Cart.' Of course, none of you here are old men, so how about we change the name to 'Stud Pushing the Cart?'"

White Mask said teasingly.

"Hahaha, that's a good name, let's call it the Manly Man Pushes Cart."

"I like this position."

"..."

Murmurs arose.

After all, since everyone was wearing a mask, no one knew who anyone else was, and the conversation was rather bold.

The two dancers positioned themselves in front of the crowd, ready for the display.

One leaned on the edge of the bed while the other, positioned behind, thrust repeatedly with force at the hips.

The image flashed again.

The scene for the sixth painting appeared.

In the erotic painting, a man sat on a stool, while a woman sat on a chair with her legs apart, achieving union.

Clearly.

From this painting on, the storyline became much more explicit.

"The sixth pose is one I'd suggest everyone try. As you can see from the painting, it's quite energy-efficient. Additionally, in this position, we can see each other's expressions and feel each other's state. So, we've named this painting 'Tender Longing,' quite illustrative, right?"

White Mask said.

Monkey see, monkey do.

Before he had even finished speaking,

The two dancers on the bed had already adopted the same position.

Of course, to the men watching, it still appeared as nothing more than a fluttering of butterflies.

The erotic paintings were more than halfway through.

The attendees were completely absorbed, no longer interested in picking up their chopsticks, for their thoughts were not at all on the food.

Everyone had the same idea, eager for the next painting to appear sooner.

All twelve images were demonstrated.

The men present were left with dry throats, certain parts of their bodies starting to protest subtly.

Seeing this,

The person in the White Mask said, "Our study of the erotic paintings ends here. Now, please, honored guests, proceed to the second floor. The services of Mysterious Land officially begin!"

What?

It hasn't started yet?

People couldn't help but sigh.

Their desires had been stirred, and it was only just beginning. It was hard to imagine what other spectacles were yet to come.

Led by White Mask,

The sixteen individuals ascended the staircase one by one.

They arrived on the second floor of the cruise ship.

What appeared in front of everyone were rows of doors on both sides, similar to those of a hotel.

Could it be that what followed was simply a crude "service?"

Some people were impatient, thinking it was time to get to the main event, while those with higher tastes were disappointed, suspecting that the show might just end like that.

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you curious about what's inside these rooms? I know you're anxious, but hold on, the second floor of Mysterious Land has a total of twenty rooms, each with its own theme. Any theme you can imagine in your heart, you can find here on Mysterious Land. Now, let me introduce them to you one by one."

Having said that,

White Mask opened the first door.

Everyone thought they would see a luxurious room inside.

But as the guests took in the decor, they all exclaimed in surprise.

What lay before them was actually a classroom.

Yes, you read that right, a very ordinary classroom, complete with a blackboard, a podium, and desks.

Behind the podium stood a woman wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and holding a teaching rod in her hand.

Her upper body was clothed in a tight white blouse that hugged her breasts snugly, as if the buttons would burst open with just a bit of chest thrust.

Her lower half was adorned with a tight short skirt.

The hem was quite low, reaching nearly to the root of her thighs.

That rounded backside made one involuntarily swallow.

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